The lich was watching this group, and was amused. If one of them was able to sense a scrying spell they would dectect it, for the lich was not being careful. If his entertainment shut off he would just put it back on with cloaking spells so it was not so easily detected. He held up his hand to shoo the crystal ball that showed the whole city, and it went back to a shelf, still showing the city. He pulls another one up to show outside the mountain, and all was quiet. He uses this one to fly around the world at supreme speeds, flicking through towns like pages in a book. He brings a parchment and quill to his writing desk, and moves his chair over there, all with magic of course. He starts to write a message to the group by enchanting the quill to write what he says, and after muttering some words, a skeletal owl with blue fire in it's chest rises from the ground, and perches on the desk. After writing the message, he ties it, and slides it into a pouch with leather straps, and puts it onto the owl. The owl screeches, and flies off. The message reads this:
Hello, can't help but notice you have a demon problem! I might be able to help. Send the owl back with your reply. Don't bother writing, just tell it the message. Billy can talk and understand common just as well as you can, unless you can't and then this letter is gibberish! But, in the other hand, I can just enchant it to translate to the native language of whoever reads it. Much better than hoping, I believe. Hold on, the crystal ball is complaining. Doh, don't write that down! Stop! Gah!
Sorry, stupid magic quills, too reliable to write EVERYTHING down. It's back to being obedient now. So, you help me with a problem I encountered, and I help you with your demon infestation. I love me some demons. Their souls taste like chicken. But, besides that point, I have a slight problem here. I don't know what's been going on the last five hundred or so years, so maybe you could help me with a recap? You should have been taught history lessons when you were wee little boys like I was once a few thousand years ago, maybe more. I really need to get that number right. But, tell the scary owl your reply, and you will get some help, though it might not work. I'll tell the undead battalion to not flay you alive, but only to do so to demons. Red skinned vermin extermination only.
Hope to hear from you soon,
Skizzerax, The Destroyer